milkin’ it.

And for your weekend listening and dancing pleasure…

Nerdy Day Trips – what a great idea. The Ohio Glass Museum? Never heard of it. Sounds like a future destination to me.

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This looks like an interesting nerdy day trip.

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I just think this is fun to look at.

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There’s a generator for everything.

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Hahahahaha.

I call the last four school days The Week What Would Not End. And here we are at Finkday, and it’s still not over.

Calgon…

Lately, there has been much frustration in my world, on many fronts. Just about all fronts, actually. Good thing the Thriller provides comic relief, or I’d have likely committed some flavor of misdemeanor by now.

Why, why, why do we give others permission to do such damage to our brains and emotions, when we know darn good and well that the other party (the one doing the damage) is hardly affected at all? It’s the cruelest form of self-flagellation. I call a stop to it.

Know what I need to do? Spend tonight getting some work done, then have some fun tomorrow night with the Js at our sleepover. Instant therapy. Then Sunday, I need to cook; update the Comfort Foodie blog. I have three or four recipes in the queue, so it’s time to get on it. Cooking/baking always makes me feel better. Beats the heck out of wasting time bemoaning my fate — especially when my fate includes so many wonderful people and situations.

There. Done.

Hey, thanks for the texts, Facebook comments and emails about beau chien Rousseau. His surgery went well, and both tumors were successfully removed and sent to the lab. It was a distinct relief and pleasure to wrap his evening pain pill in some bread and feed it to him last night, after which I watched him slide into sleepyville. He’s still upstairs with the Thriller, sawing lumber. I hope he has a better day today.

I hope I do too. Oy.

Off we go, all of us. It’s almost the weekend! (even though it’ll never get here)

Fink, eternal optimist

Surgery Day, take 2.

When was the last time I turned off my reading light at 10:45, and the next thing I heard was my alarm at 5 a.m.? I honestly cannot remember.

Maybe that’s a good sign. It’s good for today anyway, since I’ll be at school till sundown.

So, it’s been a pretty stressful couple of weeks at school, and yesterday was no exception. The hits just keep on comin’. Issues lay unresolved — some for weeks on end — and they really need to rest. Adding to the stress was my annual evaluation by the principal. He was scheduled to observe one of my classes yesterday. So I told the high school choir, “The boss is coming. Look busy.”

We started rehearsal and he hadn’t arrived yet. Ten minutes in — no Mr. H. Twenty, thirty…by then, it was clear he wasn’t showing. Bummer! Get all gussied and ready, and the party’s a bust. (Turns out he was called upon last-minute to fill in for a teacher who was ill and had to leave. No biggy.) So we’re going to do it again on Friday.  What a way to end the week.

But hey, no worries. Thirty days from now…oh wait. Thirty days from today, I will have six school performances over a nine-day span.

Now that’s a first. I think I need to go back to bed……………………………….